Yesterday, after a typical trip to the grocery store, I had loaded my groceries into the car and was in the driver's seat buckling my seat belt, when a stranger approached my car, motioned me to lower the window, which I did for just an inch, and said "Give me the keys." This would have been scary except for the fact that the stranger was about five foot two and looked like a kindly grandmother, wearing a cute autumn sweatshirt. It turned out that she was admiring my car and wanted to know what kind it was. She walked all around the car, enjoyed the plate on the front of the car which my granddaughter had given me years ago, and kept saying how much she liked my car. We had a nice chat, she was quite chatty, and then I drove off, after telling her I had melting groceries in my car. Afterwards I found myself wondering if that was just, as it seemed, a pleasant chance encounter (which I choose to believe) or was it an attempt to get some information from me for a possible scam. Isn't it sad that we live in a time that that would even occur to me?
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